A Touch Of Envy

Camera lands on April at her desk, trying to finish a programming tutorial for her channel, but Mia’s workout grunts bleed through the walls like a bad Wi-Fi signal. April marches into Mia’s room to shut it down, but Mia just smirks and blows her off. April bites her tongue hard enough to taste copper. A couple nights later, Cassidy’s sprawled on the kitchen counter while Mia heads out for a work call. The second the door clicks shut, April slips in, eyes gleaming, and hits send on a doctored shot of Mia catching a ride on someone else’s lap. Cassidy’s face crumbles when the photo lands. Right on cue, April steps in with feigned concern and a crooked smile. A heartbeat later Cassidy has her by the waist, crushing mouths together, wet tongues battling for payback. April’s soft moan fills the room as Cassidy tears at the collar of her shirt, leaving zero doubt she’s about to fuck April into next week right on Mia’s own linoleum. Serves Mia right for kicking that revenge door wide open.